Surviving As A Mage In A Magic Academy [EN]: Chapter 752

Professor Garcia was a little surprised but quickly calmed down and examined the artifact closely.

Isn’t saving the student the most important thing right now?

The Headmaster often said, ‘A great wizard never hesitates to use any means to achieve his goal,’ so he will understand.

‘…Even if he doesn’t understand, there’s nothing I can do!’

Professor Garcia thought, “Wait. An ancient magical object, powerful enough to break through anything? And it’s a stone? And the Headmaster has it… Could this be the Stone of Saint Iactus?”

Professor Garcia was very surprised again after examining the artifact.

The terrible magic trapped within the stone wasn’t just simple, strong power.

It was an entire world.

A new world constructed within the stone using huge magic power.

And the only purpose of that world was to pierce through.

This stone held a world made to break through anything in its way, and existing only for that purpose.

Any wizard knew how absurd stories like ‘a spear that can pierce anything’ were, but this stone made you think of those amazing stories.

It contained that much destructive power.

“The Headmaster called it by another name.”

“That’s probably because the Headmaster believes it should be named after the creator rather than the user…”

Professor Verdus made a sound like “Eub bub bub,” as if agreeing.

Artifacts were usually named after their creator, not their user.

But there were always exceptions to the rule.

A very famous user would sometimes have their name attached instead of the creator’s.

“We can’t just use this. Professor Beggerek. Your body will burn up.”

Professor Garcia said with a worried voice.

Even powerful magical objects are hard on the person using them, so how much harder would very old magical objects, each with its own name, affect them?

Especially this Stone of Saint Iactus. It felt dangerous even when heard as a legend or in Headmaster Skull’s grumbling, but seeing it with his own eyes made him feel just how dangerous it was.

Neither Professor Garcia nor Professor Beggerek could avoid the bad effects.

They needed to prepare a way around using it directly…

“There is a way.”

Professor Volardi reached out to Professor Verdus. Professor Garcia, seeing this, exclaimed in surprise.

“Even so, we can’t just force Professor Bibble to use it!”

Kidnapping was within the bounds of Professor Garcia’s conscience, but forcing someone to use an artifact and passing on the backlash crossed the line.

At that outcry, Professor Volardi looked at Professor Garcia with a very subtle expression of bewilderment.

“…Isn’t that what we’re doing?”

“No.”

Professor Garcia felt awkward.

He was the only one who had considered human sacrifice.

Professor Volardi cut the magic that was tying Professor Verdus’s arms.

Immediately, Professor Verdus made a hand sign, attempting to cast a spell.

Thwack!

Professor Volardi stopped him again.

“Stay still.”

“Eub bub bub…”

This time, even when released, Professor Verdus didn’t move. Having accepted reality, Professor Verdus became as sad as a beaver whose dam had been destroyed.

“Use this artifact.”

Professor Volardi took out another ancient artifact and held it out to the beaver-like Professor.

Professor Garcia cried out at the sight of the shimmering, teardrop-shaped jewel.

“The Teardrop of Anabadalda?!”

According to legend, the Teardrop of Anabadalda, an ancient artifact that protected its owner from any fire, truly amazed Professor Garcia when he saw it.

“How on earth did you get it, Professor Beggerek?!”

“I borrowed it from the Headmaster’s room.”

“……”

Professor Garcia was starting to worry.

He and Professor Verdus didn’t care much whether they went to the punishment room, the deep punishment room, or the eternal punishment room, but Professor Beggerek was the one he had dragged into this.

Besides, he was worried about how much they had wrecked the room to obtain those two ancient artifacts. The Headmaster Skull’s anger would rise depending on how much damage to the room.

“Let’s proceed.”

“Ah, yes. Let’s go in when the students are away.”

Professor Garcia intended to handle things as quietly as possible.

Originally, even if Einroguard students went missing, the professors didn’t go looking for them themselves.

So, showing the sight of three professors (one of whom was even stopped) coming to rescue Ihan in front of other students felt a bit… awkward.

But Professor Garcia had his own excuses.

‘None of the Einroguard students who have gone missing until now have been kidnapped by the Headmaster’s insane doppelganger…!’

All the students of Einroguard were unfortunate, but some were a little more unfortunate than others.

Professor Garcia thought that different rules should apply to students like that.

“Now.”

The three professors cast invisibility spells and quietly went into the campsite.

Perhaps because it was a weekday afternoon, the students were nowhere to be seen. They had left their work behind and gone back to school for now.

Professor Garcia, who had skipped class without permission while the students didn’t, wore a guilty expression.

“Haa. I feel bad for the other students…”

“?”

“?”

Professors Verdus and Volardi looked at Professor Garcia as if asking what he meant.

Professor Garcia realized that the two people in front of him were the worst people to tell his secrets to and changed the subject.

“…Shall we proceed with the work?”

“This seems like a good spot.”

Professor Volardi pointed to the magic tent used by the fifth-year students.

The magic tent was big inside, like a room much larger than it looked from outside. The students had put it right in front of the weak spot in the strong magic all over the mountains. This made it easy for the professors to do what they needed to do inside.

Professor Garcia thanked the students for their excellence and went inside. The three professors dispelled their invisibility magic and looked around the tent.

“This is…”

“Eub bub?”

Professor Volardi removed Professor Verdus’s gag.

Professor Verdus looked at the magic circle and the work inside the tent and said,

“It looks like Yukbertire’s work?”

“Don’t be ridiculous, Professor Bibble. There’s no way Yukbertire would come here to help Ihan.”

“But… but it looks like Yukbertire’s work… What is this?”

Professor Verdus fell into confusion.

Yukbertire wasn’t the type to come here to help a junior.

But this was Yukbertire’s magic.

These two things that didn’t make sense confused Professor Verdus’s brain.

“And that’s not what’s important right now. What’s important is whether we can borrow it.”

“Exactly.”

“Exactly. We can proceed right away.”

“Then let’s do it immediately.”

Professor Garcia picked up the stone and the teardrop.

At that moment, the tent door opened, and Dirette came inside alone.

“You bad jerk. Not even a friend. We’re in a hurry, but you went back to check on your research…!”

Dirette, cursing his anonymous friend from the Blue Dragon Tower, was a little shocked when he saw the three professors inside the tent.

“…What are you doing here?”

“Uh… well…”

The three professors were as bewildered as Dirette.

“Proceeding with the work?”

“Preparing for the rescue.”

In truth, only Professor Garcia was bewildered.

Professors Verdus and Volardi were more dignified than bewildered.

Fortunately, Dirette cleverly understood the situation instead of making a fuss like, ‘Einroguard professors only care about saving juniors from the Wodanaz family!’ or ‘Headmaster! Look at these professors!’

“You came to help my junior?!”

“Shhh, shhh…! Dirette. Lower your voice.”

“I didn’t expect three of you to come and help…!”

Dirette was genuinely touched.

Unlike the friends of upperclassmen or juniors, even the professors had come like this.

Even Professor Volardi and Professor Verdus were here.

“Not me? I was kidnap… Ack.”

Professor Verdus let out a death rattle and collapsed as Professor Garcia lightly struck his back.

“That’s right, Dirette. The three of us came. Of course, Einroguard students should escape on their own even if they go missing, but how could they against the Headmaster’s doppelganger…”

“I agree!”

Dirette said excitedly.

Talking to Professor Garcia, a normal person, after talking to his heartless, soulless friend from the Blue Dragon Tower, was so nice.

There were exceptions to rules, weren’t there?

No matter how he thought about it, being kidnapped by Headmaster Skull’s doppelganger was a special situation.

“But Professor. This is the limit for me and my friends. Do you know any way to break through this, or about reverse magic?”

“There is a way.”

“!”

Dirette was impressed.

As expected, how much magic Einroguard professors knew was truly unimaginable.

Although he had reached the fifth year, Dirette couldn’t imagine whether he would ever have that kind of knowledge.

“We’re going to use these artifacts here to break through.”

“……”

Dirette was a little surprised by the unexpected method but thought it was good.

As expected of the professors, they seemed to have prepared these artifacts one by one.

“Amazing. To make these artifacts.”

“We stole it from the Headmaster’s room?”

“……”

The atmosphere became awkward at Professor Verdus’s words.

Dirette laughed awkwardly and replied.

“I, I steal things too if I need them.”

“Me too.”

“…Let’s proceed with the work.”

“Ah. Just a moment. I’ll contact my junior. He must be having a really hard time right now.”

Ihan used telekinesis to place bacon on a frying pan heated by fire. The bacon grease splattered with a sizzling sound.

Crack-

The eggs behind him soared into the air and cracked themselves, dropping neatly into the frying pan. Ihan distributed the precious oil, half for the eggs and the other half for toasting bread.

Staying in Einroguard for a long time made people save even oil.

“……”

Antagondalus looked at Ihan as if he were the most pathetic and foolish wizard in the world.

If his face wasn’t covered by a silver mask, he would have given an even worse look of disgust.

“Would you like some?”

“No. I don’t need meals. More importantly, what are you using telekinesis for?”

“Huh? Don’t other wizards use telekinesis for chores?”

“They do. But not for cooking!!”

Antagondalus spoke as if he had witnessed an insult to magic.

You could use telekinesis to do alchemy or get ready for magic, but no wizard would use fifth-circle magic just to make fried eggs and grill bacon.

If they had such abilities, they would usually have servants or slaves.

“I’m not an Archmage, so it’s fine.”

“What crazy talk…”

Before he could finish speaking, Headmaster Skull’s insane doppelganger suddenly entered.

Ihan put his food on a plate and asked the doppelganger, looking at him.

“Would you like some?”

In truth, he didn’t really want to share, but one should always be a little kinder to those they dislike to avoid being criticized.

Otherwise, Ihan himself might have his food stolen.

At those words, Antagondalus looked at Ihan in horror.

‘Does this guy have no fear?’

He should be as careful as possible before escaping, yet he’s saying silly things even to the insane doppelganger!

However, instead of getting angry, the crazy double agreed.

“Bring it here.”

“Yes.”

Ihan placed the meal in front of him, along with freshly brewed coffee.

The insane doppelganger quietly put the food into his mouth with his bare hands.

‘…Am I going crazy?’

Antagondalus was genuinely frightened because he couldn’t understand this strange scene at all.